SNCAO CAO-700

In France, a plane was born, The SNCAO CAO.700, its name we adorn. With four engines strong and true, It soared through the sky, a majestic view. A prototype it was, a bomber grand, All-metal construction, a masterpiece planned. But alas, only one took to the air, For the war brought an end to its development affair. Oh, SNCAO CAO.700, you flew so high, With wings spread wide, reaching for the sky. Your engines roared, a thunderous sound, As you flew over fields and towns all around. Children, imagine the sights it must have seen, Gliding through clouds, so serene. But fate had other plans in store, As war's dark shadow closed the door. Though its time was brief, its legacy remains, The SNCAO CAO.700, forever in our brains. A reminder of a time long past, When dreams took flight, oh so fast. Random page: LNB Pro A MVP